Chapter 129
Little did he know that Ji Hebai, who had captured the hearts of the Zhong family one by one, lowered his head to eat. The food in the bowl was light, just to his taste, and it was also combined with the recipe to nourish Zhong Qiao's body.
He looked at Zhong Qiao opposite him calmly.
The other person obviously didn't notice him. He lowered his head and ate in small bites, his white and slender hands holding the chopsticks. Every move he made seemed to exude a gentle aura.
Ji Hebai was a little stunned.
Zhong Qiao was eating with great relish when he suddenly felt a burning gaze on his head. He looked up and met Ji Hebai's gaze. Both of them were stunned.
Zhong Qiao was confused and bewildered, and as for Ji Hebai, his heart naturally skipped a beat.
Mother Zhong thought of something and asked again, "I heard you haven't been home for a while. Are you busy with work outside?"
Ji Hebai's action of picking up the food paused slightly in mid-air. After a fleeting moment, he remained as calm as ever: "I have some unpleasantness with my family."
The expressions on Mr. and Mrs. Zhong's faces changed slightly, and they seemed a little flustered.
Ouch, why do you have to pick on other people's pain points when you can say something else?
Ji Hebai didn't care: "I want to join the army, but my parents don't agree. They've been angry with me recently."
Ever since he said he wanted to join the army and no longer pursue medical skills, his family members were very confused about his behavior. Because he went to a top university abroad, studied medicine, and his family paved the way for him, his future was limitless.
A normal person would have seized this opportunity in time, but Ji Hebai gave up decisively. The Ji family thought he was possessed, especially the relatives who had watched him grow up. They even wanted to find a master to exorcise the evil spirits from his body.
He really didn't want to go home and be bothered by the noise, so he just hid in the yard. If Zhong's father hadn't suddenly softened and asked Xiao Shen to ask him to go home for a family dinner, Ji Hebai didn't know how to face them.
"Don't blame me for being too talkative," Father Zhong said carefully. "I took care of you when you were little. You have a talent for medicine. Wouldn't it be a shame to give you up like this?"
He still remembered that he accidentally fell down while repairing the roof and injured his bones. Even the best doctor in the city said that he would not be allowed to go out for 100 days after the injury. However, Ji Hebai, who was only in his teens, prescribed a dose of Chinese medicine for him, and he recovered after drinking it for half a month.
Because of this incident, Zhong's father had no doubt about Ji Hebai's talent in medicine. Now when he heard that Ji Hebai had given up on his own initiative, he was as shocked as Ji's family.
"Joining the army means going to the battlefield. How can it be better than studying medicine? It's more stable. Your family also owns a pharmacy. You can take over your father's business in the future. What a great thing."
Ji Hebai smiled and shook his head.
"Uncle, I will listen to your advice, but as for how to make the choice, I hope you will respect me."
It was not until Mother Zhong tugged at Father Zhong's sleeve that he realized he had been talking too much.
"That's right." Father Zhong smiled awkwardly. "I'm uneducated and can't say anything nice, but you've always had your own ideas. Uncle believes you can succeed in anything you do."
"Come." Father Zhong raised the wine glass in his hand. "I haven't thanked you yet. You've saved my Qiao Qiao twice, and now you value Qiao Qiao's health so much and take care of her personally. Uncle can't give you anything else, but today I must toast you with a glass of wine."
Ji Hebai actually doesn't like drinking very much, but looking at Zhong's father's sincere eyes like a blazing fire, he still smiled and agreed, drinking the full bottle of wine in his hand.
It was at this moment that Mr. and Mrs. Zhong completely let down their guard against him.
Perhaps it was to bring back memories, and both Mr. and Mrs. Zhong thought of Ji Hebai when he was a child.
At that time, Ji Hebai was still a little fat boy, and he played best with Qiao Qiao. If it weren't for the mistake that happened in the middle, maybe Qiao Qiao would have married him long ago. Seeing that Ji Hebai still had a pure heart like when he was a child, he must have a similar life.
What a pity.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhong felt a little regretful.
Unfortunately, Qiao Qiao in their family already has a child and is divorced. This kind of thing is despised by the outside world. Ji Hebai has a bright future, a good family background, and is good-looking. They really dare not marry him.
Ji Hebai didn't know what they were thinking. After dinner, he cooked some Chinese medicine for Zhong Qiao.
The decoction of Chinese medicine takes about two hours, during which time someone needs to keep fanning, controlling the heat, and adding Chinese medicinal materials. Originally, both Zhong's father and mother would have rushed to take over this task, but they did not understand pharmacology, so after boiling it dry, Ji Hebai had to do it.
For two consecutive weeks, Ji Hebai stayed up late despite other people's criticism.
On the first day of the third week, Zhong Qiao couldn't help but speak.
She looked at the bowl of medicine and said, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Ji Hebai was stunned for a moment, then dragged a stool and sat in front of her bed.
"You really want to know?"
Zhong Qiao nodded: "Yeah."
What is coming will eventually come. Ji Hebai hesitated for 3 seconds and said, "Do you believe it? What finally made me decide to return to China was actually a dream."
Zhong Qiao listened quietly.
"In my dream, I met myself in my thirties. That person was disfigured. He told me to find a way to return to China and that I wasn't doing well. I didn't believe it at first, until I found out through Luo Xiu that it was true."
"So my kindness to you is twofold. One is me now, and the other is me when I was in my thirties."
Zhong Qiao was silent.
Ji Hebai smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter, just treat it as my nonsense."
Anyway, he never thought that anyone would accept such shocking words he said. After all, the theory of ghosts and gods was too mysterious.
Zhong Qiao suddenly asked, "Why did you become disfigured in your 30s in the dream?"
Ji Hebai was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhong Qiao cared about this first. Frankly speaking, he also had his own selfish motives and did not tell him everything.
On the one hand, they were afraid that the murderer hiding in the dark would attack Zhong Qiao's family.
Secondly, I was worried that Zhong Qiao would be afraid of this kind of thing.
So after thinking about it, Ji Hebai chose to hide it.
"I don't remember it. I just vaguely remember it was a fire."
"Fire?" Zhong Qiao fell into deep thought.
Compound, medical studies, fire, disfigurement, somehow all this information is gradually piecing together a silhouette, but she still can't quite remember it.
The topic simply ended there. Ji Hebai felt that she would definitely not believe it. However, Zhong Qiao secretly took note of this matter in her heart, thinking that when business was not busy, she would definitely investigate this matter.
Perhaps, is there a possibility that this has something to do with her rebirth?
Zhong Qiao didn't dare to think too much, so he could only suppress this idea in his mind and make plans.
After resting for more than half a month, one day, Zhong's mother and father went out, and Ji Hebai went out to buy plum cakes. Only Zhong Qiao and Wanwan were left in the compound. It was not so cold at this time, and the weather was gradually returning to spring.
She was coaxing Wanwan, who was sleeping in a wooden cradle under the tree, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
Until an unexpected guest arrived.
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